Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 7: The Savage Lord
"Leave here and don't embarrass yourself here!" Robert's voice was like the cold winter wind, and his finger pointed in the direction of the door.

Harold remained silent and turned away angrily under O'Neal's deep gaze.

"If you dare to hurt her, I will never let you go!" He walked to the door, stopped, glanced at her sideways, suddenly pulled off the curtain and threw it on the ground, then left without looking back.

Ouni was originally just a bystander, but now her heart is full of curses, and she feels that she is in a huge crisis.

Harold's words just now did not protect her, but pushed her into the abyss, making her uneasy.

It's like a person who is angry and points at a bowl and says, "Just try and break it if you dare." Even if the other person had no intention of breaking the bowl, he or she will actually break it because of this sentence.

And now, she is like that bowl!

As expected, the humiliated Lord Robert turned around, his eyes flashing with coldness, and looked at Ouni: "No one has ever dared to refuse me!"

"I'm just a woman. I didn't offend you. In my mind, you are not a cruel leader!" Ou Ni tried to use moral kidnapping to lead the other party in the direction she wanted in order to save her own life.

He asked, "I want to know why? You have to know that there are many women who are willing to climb into my bed! And do not ask for anything in return!"

"That's because they want a lot, and of course they don't rule out liking your appearance!" Ounnie deliberately praised Lord Robert and rubbed her legs that were numb from sitting.

As for the rest, it's just terrible.

"What about you? What do you want? Don't I have what you want here?" There was a hint of joy in his tone, as if as long as he couldn't hear Eunice's voice, he could remain happy.

Ounnie seemed stumped by this question. She moved her lips and realized that she had never thought about this question before.

She wasn't sure if she could live to bring Field's remains back to her homeland, or she had never thought about what she would do after finding her father's remains.

At this moment, countless images emerged in her mind: those Eastern European slaves who were sacrificed to the gods, those hungry children who had lost their parents, and the lord in front of her who showed off his power, trampled on her personal dignity, and threatened her life.

She was determined to survive, no longer be threatened by anything, and live a more exciting life than anyone else!

She desired the position of lord, but not in the way the other party proposed.

As soon as these words are spoken, he will probably be dragged out immediately and made into a creepy "Blood Eagle", right?

The butler moved slowly under Eunice's puzzled gaze, and finally stood behind the lord, as if waiting for something.

Robert ignored the butler and looked at the confused Eunice while pacing and said, "It seems that you don't know what you really want?" He paused and continued, "What is your intention in taking in those orphans?"

Ouni stared at his legs and sighed deeply, her hands hidden under her sleeves clasping her fingers nervously. "No intention, too many people have died, I just want them to live!" she replied.

There was no food left at home, and she knew she couldn't stay here for long. Every day she delayed would increase the risk of her plan failing.

She was willing to give up some interests just to return safely.

As she thought this, Ouni felt her legs go numb and she struggled to stand up. She silently said to herself, I'll just die!

She bent her waist, enduring the pain, unable to bear such torture any longer, and stood up.

Robert looked a little surprised, as if he was surprised by her bravery. The Viking warriors around him wanted to step forward to stop her, but the lord raised his hand to signal them to retreat.

His eyes rolled left and right, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Reasons! I don't believe you have no reasons!"

"I want to bring back my father's remains," Ernie replied firmly, "and bring him home."

Robert smiled contemptuously, as if this was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard. "You?" he said sarcastically. "Yes, me!" Eunice looked at him firmly, "Do you think I'm bragging?"

Robert fell silent, then sat down. The butler beside him looked flustered and rushed over to act as a cushion.

The corners of Ouni's mouth twitched slightly, and she had a new understanding of the lord's terror and dominance. No wonder the lord was the other party instead of Harold.

Not on the same level at all.

She originally thought that the housekeeper would do something, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"You are indeed very brave, but how can you go out to sea without a ship?" His tone suddenly softened, as if touched by some emotion.

The two looked at each other, and Ouni did not flinch, narrowing her eyes and responding sharply. "I didn't have it before, but now I do," she replied, "Lord, you will lend me a boat!"

Of course, Ouni would not mention her plan to build her own ship, because this was strictly prohibited in the territory.

Apart from other things, the key craftsmanship of the anchor alone is not something that ordinary people can make, and must be completed by a highly skilled blacksmith. Otherwise, the ship cannot be used at all.

That's why she smelted the iron first.

"Why should I lend it to you, you ignorant woman?" Lord Robert laughed out loud in anger.

"Because I can bring you more wealth!" Ounnie answered confidently, "Would you like to come with me? I will prove it to you!" Her confidence even aroused Robert's curiosity.

"Then let me see what tricks you are playing!" At Eunice's invitation, Robert, who had nothing to do anyway, decided to follow her to her house.

The butler did not follow them. After getting up from the ground, he clapped his hands, his eyes rolled around, as if he was thinking about something, and then he hurried to Robert's bedroom.

In the bedroom, a beautiful woman was lazily stretching on the bed. When she saw the housekeeper coming in, her face immediately turned panic. "Why are you here? Get out!" she said hurriedly.

"Give it to me quickly. You don't want Yaer to find out, do you?" The housekeeper turned her over and slapped her hard on the back.

Who would have thought that the butler, who was so humble in front of the lord, would have two faces when he violated Madame Yar?
Although Madame Yar appears dignified on the outside, she is actually like this in private.

"Crack~"

"Ah~" Madame Yar, who was enduring something, screamed, knelt down and turned to look at the butler with anger on her face.

"What are you yelling about? My name is not Unnie!"

"Crack~"

The cabin was full of young boys and girls. Oni placed a bar of ordinary soap with rosemary extract on the table.

Sitting on a stool beside the table, Lord Robert was holding a sheep's horn cup, leisurely tasting the homemade "Field" malt liquor.

This malt liquor brewed with malted barley is actually a sweeter, less bitter and higher alcoholic beer. It is the favorite drink of the Norse people.

"I don't eat the food of untouchables!" He raised his hand to refuse, but sniffed and his expression was a little shaken.

"Untouchable?" Ounnie was stunned for a moment. Looking at the face full of contempt, and then looking at the bottle of Feld wine in the other person's hand, she forced herself to suppress the urge to punch the other person to death.

She turned around and prepared a wooden basin, intending to let the other party try the soap. However, the next moment she stumbled and almost dropped the basin on the ground.

(End of this chapter)